A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Other poetry

How And When

We are often greatly bothered

By two fussy little men,

Who sometimes block our pa

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Respect Your Love

 

mohabbat mein shiddat mayne nahi rakhti

mohabbat

Perks Of Having A Friend

Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,

Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds.

These are th

Her Triumph
See the chariot at hand here of Love,
Wherein my lady rideth!
Each that draws is a swan or

Farz hai jo umar bhar nibhana hai

सुख-दुख के अफसाने का

ये राज है सदा �

ZIKR TERI OR MERI BATON KE

Zikr tera meri baaton me hone laga hai, 

Tera har khwaab aankhon me rehne laga hai,<

Macchar marney se shikari nahi bn jaoge or...

Arz kiya hai..
.
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Macchar marney se shikari nahi ban jaoge..
.
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Have A Good Day

May your blessings be many

and your troubles be few.

And may you feel God's prese

Keeping The Promises

Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?

The promise to be there for